Sylvia has created a game, but when it's bought by a mysterious company it suddenly comes to reality and she's the only person who knows how to get to the last floor, but some things have changed. She has to get to the top of the tower and adapt to her own world.

I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU READ MY BOOKS FIRST TO AVOID SPOILERS!!! Doodles, designs and other things I feel like are worth putting out. This will most likely be dedicated to CH, WWMS and any other future books. If you have anything you would like to see, comment it and I might doodle it! This is my art book so obviously, all artwork is mine unless stated otherwise. Please do not repost/reuse any of my work without my consent. Thanks. #1 artbook 2022/1/9 #1 digitalart2022/2/28 #2 countryhuman2023/1/3

THE DISCOVERY A fundamentally lonesome person, Russia believed he could survive the Academy all on his own but his assumptions were quickly torn down as the Awakening sessions began. With the discoveries of latent gifts and the arrival of a certain someone, Russia is forced to accept his new circumstances and forge the most unlikely of bonds. EARTHBOUND As the Ranking Tournament looms over their shoulders, a sinister plot slowly unfurls, hoping to plunge their fragile but peaceful world into a new age. When the Gateway is sabotaged, the doubtful duo makes their way to the human realm to hone their Awakenings, only to find themselves entangled in something far more treacherous. Buried secrets slowly reveal themselves in the worst ways possible as Russia and America come face to face with their greatest challenge yet. THE RANKING With a crisis averted and new clues surfacing, all seems to be going smoothly, right on time for the arrival of the most important event of a countryhuman's life, the quadrennial Ranking Tournament. As the entire continent gathers together to watch the games, new friends and foes alike are introduced, each more powerful than the last. Resounding clashes of hopes and dreams are nothing but abundant but even these brilliant sparks cannot hide the unspoken secrets any longer. The games grind to a halt at the declaration of war, a promise to recreate the world. ??? to be continued? FIRST WATTPAD EVER! Please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. !CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE! !STEREOTYPES! (?) !HISTORICALLY INACCURATE! !NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE! (None of these countries are made to reflect the real life country) !Please keep these warnings in mind while reading, should you proceed! (No explicit stuff. I don't wanna go there.) All images are mine. Music is not mine. Credit to their creators. #1 rusame 2021/2/15 #1 countryhumans 2021/2/25 #2 ship 2024/1/31 1 MILLION READS!!! 2024/1/29

Would you hide a part of yourself? You might do it if that part scared you. After a while, you might get good at hiding your secrets and past. Grian had experience with that sort of thing, and now he must do it once again - but it's so much harder this time. I am writing this for AO3, but I decided to start posting it on here as well Because of that, updates might be slow even though I update the AO3 version very VERY often This takes place in Season 7, and begins during the Mayoral Campaign

- Totally not an excuse to write Grian as a cat - yeah, this is a bunch of headcanons and stuff that sometimes pop into my head XD

5/12/21 - 25/10/22 Moons big. And it's only getting bigger. When Grian makes that observatory, he swears he can hear something. The moon gets bigger, the voices get louder. Once he quits sleepling to devote to the moon.. The moon choses him. ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ Authors Note: This fanfic was made in 2021 and it really shows! Spelling errors, plot holes, weird edgy decisions. I might decide to rewrite it if I ever meet specific conditions but this is a mega warning that this fic is quite bad. Grian is the only one in the Mooners religion. Tw: Death (major character death), Blood, Self harm (?) fighting (verbally and physically) Medications, etc. I don't know what else to cover but do not read if these make you uncomfortable ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ 30/30 chapters. Reader tear jar has been filled

All bad things start with storms, So when a freak storm appears on the server it's no wonder things go wrong. After Grian ends up in an unfortunate accident he wakes up to find himself in an unrecognisable forest with no memory of his past events and unusual powers that he feels he shouldn't have anymore, along with some troubling side effects. As he tries to remember what happened to him and who this mysterious white eyed figure that is always nearby is, he makes new friends under a new, or rather old name. He begins to wonder what his old life was like, and if it really mattered, Will he be able to remember what happened before something horrible happens, or will he go on his own path, unaware of everything he's leaving behind [this is not a ship fic, sorry if you came here for any of that [this is me the to be a tragic story line and may have a few disturbing topics including gore and various mental health issues [Reader discretion is advised (Yes there will be a few Oc's in this story but nothing that changes the HermitCraft cannon too much)